I had something to do at the church this morning, and wanted to walk. However, my daughter is home from school and so I needed to bring her with me. I decided to dig out the stroller (or more honestly have my hubby dig it out for me) and give it a go. I should have know better as I was getting her in the stroller... her little feet dangle over the edge ('it's okay honey, just put them up') It took me an additional 10 mins to walk today over yesterday's time.
It was the walk home that was the back breaker though. I loaded up on books at the library (hey we were downtown!) and it's a trek up hill on the way home... so there I was at one point, stroller practically over my head, giving a good push up the hill. This is my best pushing stroller, it's an ancient 3 wheeler, the best wheels in the world... and I'm afraid my stroller pushing days may be over.
I had so desperately wanted to take my daughter on long walks with me, heading out to our local trails... whizzing around town, etc. I did a lot of walking with both kids when they were little, and I guess this is just yet another part of them growing up. But I don't have to like it...
Maybe in the Spring I can get her out on the trails with me, but this time her on a bicycle...
First the dog, now my daughter... two little daydreams I had for walking.. I guess I just have to readjust my dreams and figure out new ideas. I do enjoy walking by myself, that's a given. I had just hoped to mix it up.
Oh how I hate these little reminders of time marching on, and the kids growing too fast!
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